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The name she gave was Caroline
The daughter of a miner
Well, her ways were free and it seemed to me
Sunshine walked beside her
She said she'd come to look for work
She was not seeking favors
For a dime a day and a place to stay
She'd turn those hands to labor
But the times were hard, Lord
And the jobs were few
All through Tecumseh Valley
But she asked around and a job she found
Tending bar for Gypsy Sally
She saved enough to get back home
When spring replaced the winter
But her dreams were denied, her pa had died
The word come down from Spencer
She turned to walkin' down the road
From all the hate inside her
And it was many a man returned again
To walk that road beside her
They found her down beneath the stairs
That led to Gypsy Sally's
In her hand when she died was a note that cried
Fare thee well, Tecumseh Valley
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